Emily My legs are cold and stiff but they move. My eyes are red and puffy from crying but Kylie rushed back inside and did wonders to my face that one has to come so close to tell I have been crying. It's been the toughest time for me but I know that I have no choice but to be strong. The song starts and I move forward. I chose a song I would never play on my wedding. I chose the very opposite of what I would choose every time I thought about marriage. I hoped I’d have it all. A kick-ass career and a man by my side to fall on when everything goes south but all my hopes and dreams are thrown out the window and the only thing that’s keeping me together is the fact that my father gets to live. It’s not your typical wedding song but it fits the situation like a glove. I didn’t think they would even play “Dynasty by Mia”. It’s pretty sad but I guess the people here are too rich to care. In my world, we definitely pay attention to the words, especially on a day like this but from t
EmilyI close the door, pick the dress laid out for me, and run downstairs as tears roll down my face. I can barely see and I might bump into someone but I don’t care. I find one of the bathrooms and I lock myself. Everything comes crashing down as I begin to sob uncontrollably. The hot tears don’t stop as I grip my chest and my knees give out making me sit on the cold hard floor. Why is this happening to me?I didn’t expect love but cheating? On the very night of our wedding is too painful. I should be by my father’s side but I can’t even be there because the contract doesn't allow me to until this is over.How long will I be made to go through the same kind of pain over and over again? If he is not cheating, he is threatening and insulting me. I wipe the tears but they don’t stop falling so I let them.Only this time, Kylie won’t be here to fix me when I’m needed again. The door knob twists and turns and I ignore it until I hear a voice I recognize, Nina.I force myself to stand
Emily “Dinner at 8 PM, Eleven Madison Park.” The message reads and I sigh. The only thing left was the “Don’t be late.” threat. So much for being civil.It has been five days since our wedding which means five days since I caught him cheating. We have been basically out of each other’s way and we rarely cross paths. The penthouse is very big and I make sure to stay in my room when he is back from work, which is also rare, making me wonder if he ever returns home. When I moved in, I found an elderly woman by the name of Joane who comes in three times a week to cook and clean. Her cooking is excellent but she rarely says a word to me.Another person on the “Not Emily’s fan list.”I don’t know who the woman was on the night of my wedding but I was too tired to even regard her insult. I went home and slept it off that night hoping that when I woke up I would feel better.I didn’t. With a heavy sigh, I tuck my phone inside my back pocket and kiss my dad goodbye. He has been respondin
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Liam We have been trying to get the Milans to sell us their hotel in Seattle for six months now. It’s not doing well and we need expansion so it's a win-win situation but they have been giving me one hell of a hard time. No one is offering a better deal so why the delay? “Your marriage stabilized your position but you need to close this deal to prove that you are still good enough to the board.” Dad says and I wrinkle my nose as I respond with a flat “Yes.” I know he thinks I don’t give a shit about the Lockhart group but hell I work my ass off day and night to make sure it succeeds. I’ve been doing this since I turned eighteen so, I get so mad when Dad makes it look like I don’t care. Maybe I stopped at some point. But I want this to go through more than ever, and my little wife pulling that stunt earlier almost threw me off a fucking cliff. But I know her type. Wiggle money in front of them and they will do anything. That’s all it took. Or at least I tried to convince myself
Liam My lunch with John Milan was postponed because he was called for an emergency and as much as I understood, I hoped to close this deal once and for all. My good mood from yesterday all goes out the window leaving me anxious and I hate it when I’m uncertain about a deal I want to desperately close. In this business, when you take too long, something always goes wrong and the most irritating part of it all is it happens before the board meeting and when Dad walks into my office. Same fucking pattern. “Are you ready for the meeting? It will be a bit rough today” He says flatly and I swing slightly in my chair with my eyebrow raised. “When is it ever smooth?” I respond but he ignores my blow by asking me another question. “Did you handle the Milan deal?” He knows I didn’t “No, it went well but-” I begin but he cuts me off. “Going well when nothing is finalized means nothing, Liam.” His voice sharp. “It wasn’t in my control, the man had-” He cuts me off again and I grind my t
Liam I should be angry. In Fact, I am angry! Emily is being careless and any sort of article right now will cause more damage and right now I’m not in the mood to deal with angry stakeholders when I have a powerful deal to close. When I found her about to pass out, I wanted to ask Jake to take her back but then I saw her cry in her sleep and something in me just couldn’t, so here I am. Driving her back home in my Mercedes. This is a car that I never allow anyone to sit in. They’re only two 300 SLRs in the world and cleaning it is not easy. I step on the gas but I must have zoned out when the light goes red and I have to step on the emergency brake making the car abruptly halt and boy oh boy what a mistake! Shit! A dizzy Emily snaps her eyes open making her gag. “Oh no! Please, please!” I plead but it goes unanswered as she vomits everywhere The scent fills the entire car and I open the window for some air as she falls back asleep. I debate just dropping her off right here on
Liam I had called her friend last night and made sure he would never meet up with Emily again. I have enough problems to deal with as it is and the least I want is having to see articles in my board meeting and Milan rejecting my offer. She even took her ring off and as much as that angered me, I let it slide. If she has lost it, I'll just buy her a new one. I have more important business to deal with right now anyway. I was sure it was handled but as I woke up, Jake was forwarding me tabloids on how my marriage was on the rocks which has led to my “wife “ going wild within a month. “Get the PR. I need all the articles down within ten minutes and hell, I’m pressing charges.” That was how my morning was ruined. I took it out on the root cause of all this mess. My so-called wife. I don’t even know what came over me last night. But I’m convinced I did it for the company. I love this company more than I let on. I mean look at me, Married to a goddamn gold digger just like “her".